But then, I realized today is NO SOCKS DAY and tomorrow is LOST SOCKS MEMORIAL DAY, and I started thinking—hey! What’s up with all the days devoted to socks?
My sister isn’t a big sock wearer. Even in winter, she’d rather run around in bare feet than fluffy socks. But me? I’m a sock kid. I have plain socks, striped socks, socks with shark fins on them (no, seriously), fluffy socks, ankle socks, sports socks, even Superman socks (obviously). I wear them with my kicks (but not my sandals, because even I know that’s weird), and my snow boots, and obviously I wear black socks with my dress shoes. I love them! So, I can’t really get behind NO SOCKS DAY, especially since we just had a winter-type blizzard (seriously!) and it’s freezing outside!
But LOST SOCKS MEMORIAL DAY? Oh yeah. I support that for sure. I mean, who hasn’t put a pair of socks in the washer and dryer and then somehow LOST one? I even have a laundry basket of “mismatched” socks in my room. I should probably get rid of them—have a memorial of some kind—but I’m convinced I’ll find them SOMEday. Mom says to check my sheets, because they can get stuck in there sometimes, but I don’t think that can account for ALL of my missing socks.
I checked the Internet, and there are a number of theories behind WHERE socks go—everything from the serious to the ridiculous. (Hm. Seems like there may be some story ideas in there! <grin>) What about you? Where do YOU think lost socks go after you put them in the washing machine? And, will you celebrate NO SOCKS DAY today or hold a memorial for your lost socks tomorrow?
Gotta jet! Have a great weekend.
— Chase Superman Duffy
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